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In the end, that guy sang "To You" and made Aunt Maizi cry.

Her Aunt Maizi didn't dare to wipe the tears on her face with her hands, for fear of spoiling the delicate makeup on her face, so she raised her fist and hammered her shoulder reproachfully, and then hid in her Uncle Xiao's arms...well, acting like a baby.Aroused the sound of laughter from the whole house.

Qianli also smiled silly for a while, then suddenly turned to look at me.

This is a small garden, surrounded by an iron fence, and a circle of plants are planted beside the fence. At the turn of spring and summer, the flowers are red and the grass is green.The wedding ceremony was in the center of the garden, and a small stage was set up. The red carpet on the stage extended to the audience, dividing the seats into two halves.

I was sitting at the closest position to the stage on the right side of the audience, and when I saw her turn around, I reached out my hand to her in a strange way.

She was originally sitting on a chair with the guitar in her arms. When she saw my outstretched hand, she seemed to be in a daze for a moment. He rushed over as if retracting it, grabbed it firmly, and then smiled brightly.

Compared with the holiness of this wedding, this smile is even worse than the splendor of this spring garden.

She held my hand and jumped down, sat down on the seat beside me, still holding my hand, leaned into my ear, and said softly: "If you like "The Rest of My Life", I will Just sing it for you."

Her breathing is like a breeze in this season gently brushing against my ears, I couldn't help curling the corners of my mouth, but I didn't answer a word, I just looked at the stage seriously and listened to Xiao Churan's speech. His final speech.

There are some words, although they are so uninspired that they are almost clichés, at a certain moment and in a certain atmosphere, they are still a bit touching.

After the ceremony, it was not the usual wedding banquet, but in this small garden, afternoon tea was drunk in the spring scenery of the garden.

Qianli, as the most well-behaved and lovely girl in the audience-the rest of the "girls" in the audience include the bride, the bride's mother, the groom's mother, the groom's grandma, the bride's mentor, and me--was arrested to accompany the elders After talking heart to heart, or in other words, to accept the overwhelming care from the elders, I accompanied Maizi and Xiao Churan to make tea, coffee and snacks.

"My mother is telling Xiao Qianli a matchmaker, do you believe it or not?" Xiao Churan glanced in Qianli's direction, and said treacherously.

Maizi also glanced over there, and then at me, "My mother is not interested in this, but my father has a lot of stock in his hand, which was prepared for me before, and now it seems that it can only be used for thousands of years. Pear is on me." She had already changed into a light little dress, maybe it was because of the change of status, she seemed a bit casual.

"Should not be used." I said.

"Oh ho, do you mean to declare sovereignty?" She bumped her husband with her shoulder and blinked.

I sneered and said frankly: "I mean, it doesn't apply. After all, there is an age gap."

Xiao Churan laughed uncontrollably, and then stopped abruptly under his wife's stare, coughed twice, "That's right, with our Qianli's aptitude, those sunny and handsome students in the university Seniors, juniors, etc., they must be handy!" Then he turned to Maizi, "Ma'am, don't you think so? There are so many handsome men in our Academy of Fine Arts, right?"

I looked him up and down, "Then in the years before you graduated, your college was sunny and sunny every day, right?"

Xiao Churan started coughing again, Maizi patted him on the back, and comforted him: "It's not your fault, psychological research shows that jealousy can improve a person's combat effectiveness in a short period of time."

I wanted to give him the final fatal blow, but at this moment Qianli walked over with my mobile phone and accidentally saved her Uncle Xiao's life.

"Murong, call!" She said, unaware of her great achievements, and even more inexplicable for the grateful gaze cast by her Uncle Xiao.

I glanced at the call notification, it was an unfamiliar landline, so I kept my hands on it, and said casually: "Sell it, maybe, you can answer it for me."

"Oh." Qianli responded and took it.After saying a few words, she moved the phone away a little, pointed at the speaker and looked at me blankly, "It said that your custom-made jewelry has come out, do you have time to go over this afternoon to check?"

Oh, it turned out to be this.

"Around five o'clock, tell him."

Qianli put the phone back to her ear again, "Okay, is it convenient around five o'clock?...OK, thank you!" Then hung up the phone.

Xiao Churan was the first to react, with an exaggerated expression, "Murong, you are too polite, aren't you? It's not enough to send a sofa, and you even ordered jewelry for Maizi? How can you be so embarrassing~"

Maizi looked at him, raised his eyebrows, and then looked at me with a pleasant smile: "Why don't you wait for me to confirm it together? After all, it is for me!"

The two of them sang together, Qianli almost believed it before she had time to speak.

With the disposable gloves still on, I picked up a small cup of tea that Xiao Churan had just brewed, saluted the two of them, and said, "Have a precious son early, full of children and grandchildren?" Then he drank it down. do.

Maizi finally couldn't help reaching out to hit me, but was stopped by Qianli, "Sister Maizi, pay attention to your image! Image!"

"Hmph!" Auntie Maizi brushed her hair by her ears, and smiled lovingly at Qianli, "Come on, little Qianli will help my sister take these over, be careful~"

"As ordered!"

After the two left, Xiao Churan put away the wretched expression on his face, but the words he said were still not serious: "Customized jewelry, the gift is very thoughtful...Who are you giving it to?"

I picked up a small piece of pastry and tasted it, it was a bit tired, I poured myself another cup of tea, took a sip, and then looked up at him, "The little prince is going to celebrate his 16th birthday." Then I admired his stunned face .

He thought it was superficial, I had mentioned to him about Xiao Jin's return.

So, of course, "there are also shallow wedding gifts."

He glared at me with an "I knew it!" expression.

I was a little helpless, "It's just a wedding gift, why are you nervous?"

Isn't it just a wedding gift, isn't it human nature?Although I couldn't attend her wedding, I don't know when the next meeting will be, and I don't know if I will have the opportunity to hand over the gift to her, just like she did last time.But prepare a gift, what's all the fuss about?Although I do rarely give gifts to others, the sofa is also custom-made, and customization is not a rare technical job...

Xiao Churan was really relieved, crazy. "Okay, it's about the same here, you don't need to stay and chat with the old man, you can't talk about anything... just leave later, there will be a traffic jam later."

"Ah."

So after preparing drinks and snacks, I said goodbye to the elders.

"Don't you want me to go with you?" Qianli asked suddenly just as I turned to leave.

She had been sitting next to Xiao's mother quietly listening to her. I saw a group of people chatting happily, and I really didn't think about bringing her with me, for fear of spoiling the mothers' interest.

But it doesn't matter if she wants to go. "you want to go?"

"Yes." She said, she had already stood up, walked to me calmly, and then said to the elders, half coquettish and half apologetic, "Uncles and aunts, please talk slowly, I will go with Murong~"

How could the uncles and aunts object, they were not unhappy at all, and they all told with loving eyes: "Go, go, be careful on the road!"

"Good~"

Then she turned around, took my arm naturally, and gently urged, "Let's go."

I found that in such a way of dealing with people and things, she is really more than I imagined.

"Is it really a gift for Sister Maizi?" On the way, Qianli still couldn't help asking.

"No, it's for Xiaojin and his aunt." I said.

She said "oh", knowing that her 16th birthday has a special meaning to Yan Jin.

"Then... the little prince stayed here after his birthday?"

"Of course not, it's just that when he wants to come back in the future, he can come back."

"Ah."

She seemed to want to say something, but stopped talking.I glanced in the rearview mirror and she pursed her lips and gave up.

You don't want to ask Yanyan, do you?I chuckled in my heart, wondering how long she would endure.

The two gifts were said to be jewellery, but they were not actually considered as jewelry, they were just two simple white jade plaques, held by chains, which could be hung around the neck.The surface of the jade does not have any carving patterns, so it is called "nothing", which means "nothing is safe".Hope they're okay.

"Let's open it separately, one man, one woman, and the packaging should be simpler." Because the same piece of jade is polished separately, the edge of the shallow piece should be rounded, and the two pieces together look like a couple pendant, so the clerk put them in the same box.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I thought—" The other party was a little girl about Qianli's age. From the moment Qianli walked in holding my arm, her eyes couldn't stop darting back and forth on us. Said, suddenly couldn't help but speak out what was in his heart. Halfway through the speech, he seemed to realize that he had made a slip of the tongue, and abruptly turned in a different direction, "Why don't you go and sit there first? Wait a minute!"

It's also a quick response...

Qianli didn't seem to mind at all, but leaned on me again, narrowing her eyes in a good mood, showing two rows of teeth, "Okay, thank you~"

Then, she maintained this inexplicable good mood until we got back to the car after taking our things. Even the action of closing the car door seemed very brisk, and she was a different person when we followed.

I couldn't help but want to tease her, "What's so happy?"

Because it's considered a couple?

She first raised her chin and gave me a haughty look, as if she was weighing whether I had the right to know, then she leaned over, hummed softly in my ear, and made a decision, "I won't tell you!"

Oh, little boy.

I shook my head, put on my seat belt, and started the car.

"Murong," she suddenly took my hand and changed her pitiful tone, "You haven't given me a gift yet..."

This complaint is not sudden at all, it can be said to be very logical, even if she doesn't complain, it would be unusual.So I reacted calmly. I just turned off the engine again, put my hands on the steering wheel, and turned to her and asked, "Isn't there? Then when is your birthday?"

She hesitated for a moment, and then she seemed to have made up her mind, and said softly: "September NO.13." After speaking, she looked at me expectantly.

September thirteenth?Is this a special day?I was bewildered by her unusual attitude, my brain was running fast, and finally I could say, "It's still early..."

She glared at me, then smiled again, lowered her eyes, and said in a very soft voice, "Murong, it will be exactly half a year until that day."

I choked for breath and didn't know how to answer for a while.

But she has raised her eyes to look at me again, and she seems to think that looking at me like this is not enough. She stretched out her hands and hugged my waist tightly, put her chin on my arm, and stared at me from bottom to top.

"Murong, when that day comes, I don't want any gifts, I don't want nothing to happen, I just want you... okay?"

Her eyes are extremely clear, and the sincerity and longing in her eyes can be seen at a glance, as if inviting you to look into the depths of her soul.

I don't know where at her age she got all these heart-pounding honeyed words, but I have to admit, her proposal was very touching.

However, I just lowered my head, kissed her hair, and remained silent.

That day is still far away.

I don't want to coax her.